Dead Men Don't Talk
I've dived with my soul in the truth,
What I saw was a world burned and doomed,
And devoured by the plague of the mankind.
Like a man I have fought and I I've died,
As a prophet I came back to life,
I'm the thread through this maze made of lies.
Oh Prometheus give me the light,
To see through the darkness with my eyes,
I need to know if the eagle will come back tonight.
Oh Prometheus give me the sight,
Give me your fire,
For too many years we have been blind,
The wings of time fly.
...
Too high is the price for our sins,
The corruption of the human being,
It burns my dreams, and cuts my skin,
Is it the end or a new beginning?
For too long we've been waiting,
For too long we've been praying,
But the showdown, now is coming,
and the eternal death is calling our names.
Oh Prometheus give me the light,
To see through the darkness with my eyes,
I need to know if the eagle will come back tonight.
Oh Prometheus give me the sight,
Give me your fire,
For too many years we have been blind,
The wings of time fly.
...
Oh Prometheus give me the light,
To see through the darkness with my eyes,
I need to know if the eagle will come back tonight.
Oh Prometheus give me the sight,
Give me your fire,
For too many years we have been blind,
The wings of time fly.
...
Dead men are calling me, but dead men don't talk to...
What I saw was a world burned and doomed,
And devoured by the plague of the mankind.
Like a man I have fought and I I've died,
As a prophet I came back to life,
I'm the thread through this maze made of lies.
Oh Prometheus give me the light,
To see through the darkness with my eyes,
I need to know if the eagle will come back tonight.
Oh Prometheus give me the sight,
Give me your fire,
For too many years we have been blind,
The wings of time fly.
...
Too high is the price for our sins,
The corruption of the human being,
It burns my dreams, and cuts my skin,
Is it the end or a new beginning?
For too long we've been waiting,
For too long we've been praying,
But the showdown, now is coming,
and the eternal death is calling our names.
Oh Prometheus give me the light,
To see through the darkness with my eyes,
I need to know if the eagle will come back tonight.
Oh Prometheus give me the sight,
Give me your fire,
For too many years we have been blind,
The wings of time fly.
...
Oh Prometheus give me the light,
To see through the darkness with my eyes,
I need to know if the eagle will come back tonight.
Oh Prometheus give me the sight,
Give me your fire,
For too many years we have been blind,
The wings of time fly.
...
Dead men are calling me, but dead men don't talk to...
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Writer(s): Blind Prophecy
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